Category: EN

A writer & her f(r)iction

He was meant to be a model, but he raised as God and King, started like some sloppy fiction and became my favorite thing. He’s pure tease; still, I own something of his. Hey, doll-face-boy… ifContinue reading

I’VE JUST MET HER, SHE’S COOL

One evening I’m just minding my own business, searching for useless information on the sacred internet, or, better yet, doing nothing. At some point I hear a gentle knock on the door. But I didn’tContinue reading

Paradise reversed

A life in paradise.There wasn’t a dark side, nor spiceNo reason to fight, nowhere to go out Not a flamingo to hunt, kissing was bad And banned from the mouthTouches were kind, never obsceneZero marks on theContinue reading

Stop and think about it

The magnolia flowers were there. The magnolia flowers were rare. White as white gold, white as milk, white as silk of a bride’s dress, as the silence after a vow, as a sheet stained withContinue reading

An artist’s job

Darling, you did everything wrong But, please, do it once more. I can accept it all but one thing … that life is a bore. More creative workout here: https://www.instagram.com/gabrielesque_

That mustard episode

I don’t know what happened, man. But it’s super shitty. This state is the worst. I feel like puking, but without the puking, you know? It’s silly, don’t mind me. I will get over itContinue reading

Metaphorical injuries

She was broken, but comfortable with it. You see, every single crack was proof that at some point she trade controlled perfection for something real. She broke an ankle while she tripped over a bigContinue reading